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“OUCH!”
“Stop moving!”
“I wouldn’t move if ye weren’t hurting me!”
“Well it wouldn’t hurt if you would stop moving so I can tend to this!”
The argument had started as soon as they settled in the cave after the battle of the stone giants.
“It’ll be fine I’ve had much worse than this.” Dwalin grumbled only earning a sharp glare from Ori before the smaller dwarf continued putting ointment and bandages to Dwalin’s numerous cuts.
“Yes I know as much, However we do not have the luxury of having a doctor and we don’t know the next time we’ll get into town. This journey is dangerous enough without me having to worry about los-” Ori bit off the rest of the sentence pursing his lips hard, concentrating on tying off a bandage.
Dwalin gently grabbed the hands that were now shaking against his arm, “Ori?” he questioned lightly bringing his hand to the others face so they could look at each other.
Ori’s lip trembled, stubbornly holding back the tears in his eyes, “Sad as it is I’m prepared to lose you in a great battle, I know that’s how you would want it. However I’m not going to lose you to a stupid infected wound because you wouldn’t let me clean it properly.”
Dwalin quickly brought their lips together in a brief chast kiss, pressing their foreheads together, “It would take more than an infected wound to take me from ye and the only way I would wish to die is by yer side.” he murmured.
If anyone had heard the conversation in the small cave no-one mentioned it, nor would they mention Dwalin not putting up a fight of having his wounds fussed over after that.